In the morning of the next day, the hundred officials did not see the figure of the right minister, and they secretly wondered after the next court: Isn't that the leg disease committed again?

Gu Xiang's injury to his leg, because of his involvement in the current king, he was almost deposed and imprisoned by the previous king, and now that King Huai has succeeded to the throne, such a disgraceful old thing has become secretive, and others dare not mention it.

On the way back to Ganquan Palace, King Huai was dressed in a dark crown robe, leaning on the throne with his legs crossed, and rushed to Liu Gaodao, who was accompanying him outside the tent, "I think it will be autumn soon, and Gu Aiqing's leg disease is stubborn." Later, you will take someone to the Guogong Mansion to visit the sick on behalf of the orphan, and then open the private treasury of the orphan, and bring some good ginseng for health nourishment. ”

Liu Gao brushed the dust, and after a pause, it suddenly dawned: This morning, the king came out of the Helan Zhaoyi Palace and went straight to the early court. The matter of the right minister's leave did not reach the Holy Hearing, and the reason was only reported to the left minister.

Now that Zuo Xiangren is still behind, he talks with the Zhu family and his party, and he has no time to go to the imperial study to return. So King Huai took it for granted that the right minister was on leave due to illness.

Liu Gao trotted a few steps and stepped forward to pay a detailed salute, "Your Majesty, Lord Gu is taking a leave this time, maybe it is a little different from usual." The slave heard that Zhou Zhun entered the palace last night and tied up the most qualified imperial doctor Hu from the imperial hospital overnight, in order to be a child under the knee of the right prime minister and cry and fever for no reason. Imperial Doctor Hu went out of the palace and tossed it like this, and it was already after the time to come back. Therefore, the slave dared to guess that Gu Xiang was not seen this morning, and he was afraid that Master Gu was exhausted, or he was still worried about his child, so he took leave. ”

In fact, to find out about this matter, there is no hurry. After a while, the left minister went to the palace to return to the political affairs, and he could see the difference.

"Or do you want to make people ask?"

Liu Gao had already planned to send someone back to find the left minister, but the king in the palace did not say a word for a long time, and for a long time, he sighed abruptly, and put aside the matter of the right minister's leave, and only ordered not to return to Ganquan Palace for the time being, and went to Jiang Jieyu Palace to sit.

Liu Gao was stunned, and did not forget to remind, "That left prime minister is ......"

"Order him to wait in the side hall."

This was a whim, and he was bent on visiting Jiang Jieyu's mother and son, and left Zuo Xiang in Ganquan Palace and ignored him. There was a hint of impatience in his words.

Liu Gao hurriedly responded, whisking the dust, with a commanding face, urging people to turn around quickly.

In the afternoon of this day, news came from the palace that King Huai stayed in Jiang Jieyu's dormitory all morning. At noon, she accompanied Jiang Jieyu's mother and son to have dinner, and personally hugged Gongzi Chang for a long rest, and then drove back to the imperial study due to busy political affairs.

Soon after the royal driver left, Liu Gao was ordered to Jieyu Niangniang's palace to announce the decree, promote Jiang Jieyu to Zhengyi Zhaoyi, and move to one of the two closest palaces from Ganquan Palace, the main hall of Hua'an Palace - Chaolu Palace.

This did not show the slightest warning, and Jiang Jieyu was quietly promoted, only under the queen, on a par with the favored Helan Zhaoyi.

This incident immediately caused an uproar in the former harem. Others only secretly guessed that this Jiang Jieyu had been in the palace for many years, in addition to giving birth to a son Chang for King Huai, she made great contributions, so she was promoted. It's impossible to say how she was favored overnight.

Could it be ...... Everyone's hearts trembled, and they all had a shocked thought - isn't Jiang Zhaoyi happy again?!

In an instant, everyone in the harem was already a soldier. Especially in Zhu Jieyu's palace, in just half a day, two sets of precious Ruyao jade have been broken, and a piece of calligraphy and painting has been torn apart.

As for Zhuang Ronghua, who had just had a miscarriage and was ordered by Zhu Jieyu to recuperate in the house...... Without an heir, the past scenery is all gone, who cares about what she thinks now.

Up and down the palace, only the imperial doctor Hou bowed his head to the book case and studied the medical scriptures. Hou Ying's heart was full of mixed feelings, but he felt that Huaiwang's move invisibly only made him feel a little more urgent, and the burden on his shoulders was as heavy as a thousand pounds, which made him slightly breathless.

When the good news reached the Zhao Guogong Mansion, the seven girls and Tao's mother looked at each other. No one thought that since the holy favor was mediocre, Jiang Jieyu who might not be able to meet King Huai in January, and there would be a time to ascend to the sky.

"Girl, what do you think we have to prepare?" Chunying opened the locked box, took out the booklet containing the princess's small private vault, spread it out and handed it to her.

Now Brother Xu'er is very good, I made a fuss for half a night last night, and I didn't sleep enough. Right now, I'm obediently nesting in the shaker to make up for sleep. When Jiang Jieyu is promoted to the throne again, is this the double happiness of the Jiang family?

The seven girls' fingertips swiped through the booklet line by row, picking and choosing: if the man gave her, she could not give any of them; If the duchess shares the reward, it is not appropriate to give it away; Touching the light of that person, the things given by the emperor are even more untouchable, and they are offered like ancestors; Hoarded medicinal herbs, because they have to be imported, must be cautious to avoid suspicion.

So after such a pick, there were only a few stacks of silver tickets and fancy vulgar things.

You can't spend money to buy outside, the things in the market, no matter how precious, how can they compare to the palace, splendid and rich.

So the seventh girl racked her brains and made an idea to hit Master Gu's head.

I went into the house and invited out the person who had been with Brother Xu'er for several hours, and saw that he was still in good spirits, and the fatigue of not resting well at night had made up for it a little.

She twisted the handkerchief to clean his face for him, and touched the stubble on his lips that had just risen and pricked his hands slightly. Ordered someone to set up a couch in the courtyard and press him to lie down. She moved the embroidery stool herself and sat down beside him. Carefully, almost face to face, holding a knife to scrape his face.

She leaned over with her small body, and her warm, sweet snort hit him. He had slept for a long time, and as soon as he woke up, he couldn't help but feel a little drunk.

The afternoon sun is always lazy, bright but not dazzling. He lay on his back in the shade of a half-shaded, half-bright, swaying branch of a tree, looking at her with his eyelids down, his hands running around behind her and gently wrapping around her waist.

So close to her, silent but comfortable. Her clear apricot eyes, cunning like a beaver, only reflected him in the flash.

The corners of his mouth are upturned, and the person who is cold on a long day suddenly looks warm, and his eyebrows and eyes are like jade, which is worthy of the name of his son.

She was stunned for a moment, her eyes stopped on his gently clasped eyelids, there was no more noise in her ears, quietly, but her heart thumped twice.

This man is truly a source of envy. When he was young, he was handsome and calm when he was young, like standing out from the crowd and containing grace. After getting married, he got the eldest son in less than two years, and he became more and more restrained, and he clearly had other achievements, but he picked up the corner of "eating the king's Lu and being loyal to the king", and he lifted it lightly.

He seems to be always ahead of time, twenty years old, but what he is doing is a meritorious deed, with a detached mind, playing with power, and protecting his relatives.

Outsiders are afraid of him, but she rejoices in him, his decisive killing and deep emotions have always been two sides of the same coin.

He didn't feel her move for a long time, he looked at her eyes and met the warmth in her eyes.

Squinting, he raised his hand to grasp her wrist holding the knife, and took it away.

It was not the first time she had looked at him so obsessively and coveted his looks.

Her face was hot, it was one thing to peek at him, and it was another thing to be smashed by him in the face.

The other small hand on his shoulder covered his eyes first, wiped it off, and flattened the corners of his lightly picked mouth.

After a few moments, there was a slight tingling sensation of razor-shaving on his lips, and she wanted to cover it up, muttering softly.

"Strict, the skin is broken, and the concubine can ignore it."